I'm looking for a job at the moment. It's been a while since I've been in work. I had a phone call today offering me an interview at short notice. I panicked and handled it horribly and messily, asking DP if he could look after DS while I was on the phone with DS trailing behind me saying "Mummy, who is it? Can I speak?" I know this was awful and I have no idea why I didn't just say a time and trust that DP could do it. So anyway, put the phone down and immediately panicked about having nothing to wear. So I wandered into the bedroom to have a look through my stuff and the first thing DP said was "That phone call by the way was really bad." Which I know, but still, yay, supportive. He did say well done (about three times, so I felt kind of patronised) but I was already defensive about the phone call so when I said "I have nothing to wear" and he suggested a suit I was a bit WTF, why would I have a suit?
Then he decided he was going to "coach" me in interviews and when I said I was fine he just laughed and then basically went through everything I'd done to apply for jobs so far and why it was wrong. It just makes me feel crap as he's been working for years whereas I've been out of work since I was pregnant with DS and have only ever had one full time job ever. So I complained that he was just being critical and not giving me any constructive advice and then he was all offended because he'd just offered to go over interview technique with me. And then he decided he was mad at me and was going back to sleep, so I said "Why? Because I just rubbished all your suggestions? Sorry but I'm just feeling a bit defensive when you say that everything I've done so far is wrong and I'm a failure because I don't even own a suit." and he replied that he hadn't said that at all and if I didn't know why he was annoyed then he wasn't going to say. Which I always hate as a tactic, because WTF? I'm not a mindreader! So I badgered him a bit more and then he said he wasn't going to say because he wanted to go back to sleep and if he told me then I'd just want to talk about it, and he will tell me when he wakes up. And then that it wasn't about me anyway, well, it was a little bit. So I gave up and came downstairs to make DS' dinner.
Reading that back
I was a bit of a defensive cow wasn't I? But I still think he is BU!